On the Memory Of...

As a missionary I used to sing a Garth Brooks song with the other two members of the 3 Amigos - Beau Bingham and Justin Merrill.  The song?  The Dance.  It is a great song and who doesn't enjoy a little Garth now and then?  Any how, just thinking about 'the memory of the dance...' .
I was having a wonderful morning as I turned on ITunes, cleaned the house and had a little boogie in my step as I did it.  Is there anything better then dancing a jig while cleaning?  I don't know that there is.  It is fun to just move and it certainly makes cleaning much more entertaining.  So I started thinking about when I started to dance and I remembered being just a wee little fella listening to the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack - on 8Track by the way.  Night on Disco Mountain, Disco Inferno, We Should Be Dancin', More then a Woman, Stayin Alive.  These are some all time classics and I loved them.  I couldn't have been much more then 5 years old.  I used to dance around the family room and listen to these songs.  Good times. 

I also thought about being at Silver Mesa Elementary and going through dancing lessons.  I believe it was girls from Hillcrest High School that came in and taught us how to dance.  I remember that one of them paid me a complement about my ability to keep the beat.  Oh I thought I was cool. 

When we moved to Hawaii and I went to my first dance there I learned that guys don't dance and girls do all kinds of crazy things on the dance floor in large groups.  I stopped dancing.  Several years later, after the mission, it hit me that all I need to do is dance in the middle of that group of ladies, there were plenty of guys holding up the walls.  Just get out there and dance.  Oh this was so much more fun. 

Dancing is just one of those things that I enjoy.  Not that I am at all a serious dancer or any good.  I just like to move to the music and so I regularly find myself dance cleaning or dance mowing or whatever.  Maybe if I were listening to music now I would get a little bob in my head and then the shoulders.  You know, let it go until I have to get up on my feet and dance.  Either that or I can simply sit here and look back on the memory of the dance... and smile.